...just blame the band teacher. and maybe my algebra teacher as well.

Beast Boy,

First of all, you really aren't in a position to mock the situation. Who would Cyborg be more likely to tease? The ½ demon or the grass stain?

Second, I honestly cannot imagine why you would find it comical that I called you sweetie. I didn't ever actually call you 'sweetie', I happened to say the word while I was asleep. It has nothing to do with you.

That brings me to my third point, why exactly were you there, while I was asleep?

Raven

BB stared at the letter in complete silence.

Partially because her letter seemed to be the product of a piece of paper and her magic mirror. Each sentence was written under a different personality. Some innocent, some exasperated, some defensive, and some, if he wasn't mistaken, blackmailing. The other reason he was silent was that he was thinking desperately to come up with an adequate reply.

Beast Boy would get the last word. That's just what he did. Even if his 'last word' could end up really being his last words. And depending on Raven's mood, it could be.

He needed to invent a clever reply…something that would get her attention. Otherwise she'd never take him seriously, but forever as a child.

The problem was actually creating it. Maybe he could ask Cyborg or-

"OOMPH!"

Picking himself up off the floor, he searched for what had tripped him. His camera.

'Man,' he thought, 'wonder what photos are in here, I don't ever remember the last time I used this thing…'

Lately, he'd been getting his pictures from freeze-framing the Tower's security footage. His most recent picture was of Cyborg with a priceless look on his face, in the kitchen. He had been showing Starfire an earth cookbook. He had hidden all her home planet ingredients, taught her to use the microwave, and now shown her the cookbooks.

Starfire had been studying a recipe, when she had exclaimed,

"Oh, friend! Look, is the same recipe for the dish I prepared from my home planet last week…except, it doesn't have the same main ingredient. Friend Cyborg, why do the makers of this cook-ie book not include the lower stomach of a Garlock? It has the greatest effect of flavor."

At which point Cyborg turned green and promptly had a reviewing of his breakfast.

Cyborg had eaten vast quantities of the dish Starfire had prepared, and liked it. It was a very rare occurrence in the Tower. Apparently Cyborg had been unaware he was eating…something's…stomach in the process. And Beast Boy had capturedthe best possible view of Cyborg's face, full of realization and disgust.

More importantly, was the fact that BB had posted multiple copies of the picture around the Tower.

He set his camera on a pile he supposed was his desk, they all started to look alike after a while. Now was his time to think up the perfect comeback for Raven…

Since when were come backs so hard?

Guys, girls, whatever-any and all readers : I appologise. I didnt mean to make you wait this long, so thank you to all of you for coming back to read the latest chapter. In the near future I may add on to this chapter and re-post. But I wanted to be sure I got something posted before you all completely forgot me. Thank you. I really hoped you enjoyed it, and review please...

mimazz